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Harry Potter and the Quest for Vengeance
Chapter One
Harry stopped, turned and watched as the members of the Order, and his only friends in the world walked away. He felt an insane rage boil up inside him. Once again he stuck with his relatives.
'It's for your own good' he said 'You'll be protected' he said. He snorted and his lip curled up into a sneer even Professor Snape could be proud if. 'Sure' he thought 'protected from Mouldy-Voldie, but will I be protected from myself?'
'STOP' his mind screamed at him 'Sirius is gone and all I need to think about is revenge.' If it were possible his lip seemed to curl up even more as the thoughts of his vengeance raced through his head. He counted off the people.
'Revenge on Voldie, Lestrange, Pettigrew, Dumbly. Revenge on the all. The whole wizarding world. If it weren't for them Sirius and his parents would still be alive. They would regret bringing him into their world. Sure he'll be their weapon against Voldie, but once he was gone they would be next.
"Boy, get in the damned car!" Vernon brought him out of his musing. Harry looked up at him and smirked.
'You're gonna get it too muggle' he thought. Harry's smirk seemed to further enrage Vernon, and then Harry laughed out loud as Vernon's face turned an ugly shade of red. Suddenly Harry's smirk disappeared to be replaced with a frown. He whipped out his wand and jabbed it into Vernon's fat gut.
"Things are gonna change from now on fat man." Vernon gulped and took a step back. He could the rage in the boy's eyes and he could literally feel power emanating from inside the boy.
"From now on what I say goes. Got me?" Vernon seemed to consider his options, then he plucked up the small amount of courage he had.
"I.if.you.. if you use that" he stammered, "you'll be expelled." He seemed to be relieved now that he had said it out loud. Harry looked straight into his eyes and smirked again.
"Not anymore." Harry laughed inwardly at what that fool Dumbly had done. Harry was very cunning. 'It's all here in your head,' the hat had said. 'You could be great.' Well Harry damn well would be now. "You see Vernon, I can call you Vernon right? They can't expel me because they need me. With old Mouldyworts out and about there's no choice in the matter. I'm the only one in the world who can possibly defeat him. If I don't stop him he'll take over the world. Not just us freaks but you normal people too."
Vernon gaped openly at Harry, which amused him to no end. "So you see, I've pretty much been given free reign. The only downside is that it's kill or be killed," He took on an ominous look and recited part of the prophecy "and either shall die at the hand the other for neither shall live while the other survives." Vernon, Petunia and Dudley were completely stunned at Harry's speech. "Yo.y.you.you're.no.you're lying." "Try me and find out."
The Dursleys were speechless now, barely able to blink. "Look I'm not going to treat you the way you treated me for the last fifteen years. But I will need you to do some things for me. If I'm going to save the world, both yours and mine, I'm going to need some preparation and you're going to help me with that."
Vernon gulped, still shocked, and then nodded his head. "Good," Harry said, pleased with Vernon's compliance "now let's go home." They all piled into the car and drove off. They got home and Harry unpacked his things. He went through the books he had taken from the Room of Requirement. They were:
-Muggle Self Defence by Bruce Lee
-Muggle Martial Arts by Jet Li
-The Art of Dueling by Ima Wina
-1500 Useful Curses, Jinxes and Hexes for Dueling by Ahma Kursa
-Hiding in Plain Sight: The Book of Camouflage by Kent C. Mee
-Becoming an Animagus by Annie Mal
-Wandless Magic: Can You Do It? By Yous Ya Ands
-Raw Magic and Power Expulsion by V. Jeeta
-The Dark Arts: An In-Depth Guide to the Dark Side by H. G. Grindelwald
-Weapons Fighting: The Armed Combat Guide by Sticsan Soreds
Harry set them out on his desk, not sure which to go through first. He let Hedwig out of her cage and opened the window. She hooted thankfully and flew around the room a few times. Harry smiled at her excitement. "Go on girl, get some exercise." Harry watched as she flew out the window and off to find some mice. Harry wandered downstairs and found Vernon sitting in front of the television reading the newspaper. "I want you to take me to London now. I need some new clothes." Vernon could only nod at his nephew commands. He got up and fetched his keys, and then they went outside, got in the car then drove off. Harry told him to stop at the Leaky Cauldron. They got out and went into Diagon Alley. Vernon was a little apprehensive at first but then was overcome by awe and wonderment at the strange people, customs and things. Although he tried to mask his emotions Harry had noticed them easily.
'Who would've guessed it' he thought 'Vernon looks almost excited.' They came up to the doors of Gringotts where Harry stopped and turned to Vernon. "Um Uncle Vernon," he started "the. uh. creatures that run this place won't hurt you alright. It's completely safe."
Vernon's eyes widened when Harry said 'creatures' but he still nodded and followed Harry inside. Vernon let out a gasp as he saw the 'creatures' and tried to hide behind Harry. "Don't worry," Harry smirked "I'll protect you."
Vernon glared at the boy and stood up fully. They made their way over to the counter and moved towards the first available Goblin.
"Yes" it sneered. Harry looked at it for a second. Then pulled his face into a Slytherin sneer and glare.
"I would like to be taken to my vault." His voice was silky smooth, yet forceful and the Goblin snapped to attention immediately.
"Yes sir, if I may have your key please then we can go down." Harry delved into his pocket and produced his key. The goblin took one look at the key then gazed up at Harry's forehead. His scar was just visible under his fringe. The Goblin's eyes widened in shock and he could barely stammer out his next sentence. "Rrr.r.right.right this.uh.um.right this way Mr Potter."
Instead of going over to the carts, the Goblin led Harry and his Uncle Vernon up a flight of stairs to a huge doorway. The knocked on the huge wooden doors and they opened.
"Go right in Mr Potter," it said, "he is expecting you. Mr Dursley, you sit here and wait."
Harry watched as his Uncle Vernon was shocked by the Goblin's knowledge of his name, but he still sat. Harry walked into the room and the doors closed. He masked his surprise masterfully and continued to the front of the room. He arrived at a desk that had a very ancient looking Goblin sitting at it. The Goblin looked up at him and smiled.
"Ahh Mr Potter, please have a seat." Harry eyed the Goblin carefully before taking a seat. "No doubt you are wondering why you are here." The Goblin started. "That had crossed my mind."
"Let me explain." The Goblin coughed loudly a few times then continued. "We have received word of your godfather's death." Harry's eyes shot open at this "According to Mr Sirius Black's last will and testament you are the single beneficiary."
Harry gasped at this. He was inheriting everything Sirius had? But what could he have, he was in Azkaban for twelve years.
"Now Mr Potter the Black family was one of the most well off wizarding families in the world. You have inherited both of their Gringotts vaults, plus the house at number twelve Grimmauld place and everything inside the house including one houseelf by the name of Kreacher. The contents of the two vaults have been moved into your original vault. Mr Potter your combined wealth is now somewhere in the range of fifty billion galleons."
Harry's jaw dropped. He wasn't sure how much that was by wizarding standards but if he had it exchanged to pounds he would have a hell of a lot of money. "Mr Potter this now makes you the richest man in the world, both wizarding and muggle. As you are now our most major benefactor we at the Gringotts Wizarding Bank hope you will continue your services with us." Harry studied the Goblin a bit before he answered. "Of course Mr." Harry fished for a name.
"Oh excuse my manners, I am Mr Gideon Gringotts at your service."
"Yes Mr Gringotts I will continue my services with your fine bank."
Mr Gringotts clapped his hands and smiled. "Excellent, excellent. Now Mr Potter, the deed and keys to the house on Grimmauld place are in the chest in your vault along those of Potter manor," Harry's eyebrows rose at this, "the house itself is empty besides for your houseelf. Several guests had to be expelled and will no doubt need your permission before they can re- enter." At this the Goblin looked at Harry questioningly.
"Do they know who has inherited the house and everything?" Harry asked. "No Mr Potter. The will of Mr Black has been kept very confidential due to his standing in wizarding society." Harry nodded at this.
"Mr Gringotts, this.Potter Manor, I have never heard of it before. Where is it?" The Goblin's eyebrows rose a bit then he frowned. "The whereabouts of the manor itself are unknown Mr Potter. We had expected Mr Albus Dumbledore to explain to you all the intricacies of your first inheritance. As he is your magical guardian he has knows of all that happens with your private Potter fortune. There should some sort of information of the whereabouts of the manor that is with the deed in your vault. I cannot understand why Mr Dumbledore would choose to withhold this information from you." Harry was fuming. 'Trust that bastard to try pull something like this.' "Mr Gringotts is there any way of stopping Dumbledore from knowing everything that happens with my fortune." Gringotts stared intently at Harry for a few seconds. "Of course Mr Potter. Usually we send a monthly statement to Dumbledore, but this can be discontinued and sent to you instead, if you like." The Goblin smirked at Harry. Harry returned it.
"That would be excellent." "Now Mr Potter, is there anything else you I can assist you with?" "I just wanted to go down to my vault and make a withdrawal and exchange to muggle"
"Ah yes, now Mr Potter we have a new instrument that we are only giving out to our most valuable customers." The Goblin opened his draw and pulled out a small plastic card. He rubbed a certain way a few times, and then wrote on it with his quill. He offered to Harry, who suddenly realised what it was.
"This is a replica of a muggle credit card. You may use this for any of your purchases. The charge comes straight out of your vault. This card can be used in all wizarding and muggle stores." This surprised Harry, then he looked up at the Goblin and gave a small smile then stood.
"Thank you very much Mr Gringotts. If there is anything at all you need of me I will be glad to help you in any way I can."
Mr Gringotts stood and shook Harry's hand. "Thank you, I just may take you up on that. Until next time Mr Potter." Harry nodded then walked towards the door, which opened him to allow him out. Vernon stood up as Harry approached. Harry thought he looked rather angry about something.
"Boy this is a bank," he growled "You have money. You've been holding out us!" Harry smirked at his Uncle. '.richest man in the world.' the words echoed through his mind. Money = Manipulation. Getting my own way.
"You know, Uncle Vernon," Harry began, smiling "you're absolutely right. I'm so sorry. Let me make it up to you. You want a car?"
Vernon frowned. "What are you talking about boy?"
"I want to repay you. What sort of car do you want? Anything, really." Vernon looked at Harry suspiciously.
"Are you serious boy?"
Harry laughed and led his Uncle Vernon out into the sunlight. "Of course, anything for the Uncle of the richest person in the world."
.................................... A/N Like it tell me or don't, don't like it then don't read it.
Harry Potter and the Quest for Vengeance
Chapter One
Harry stopped, turned and watched as the members of the Order, and his only friends in the world walked away. He felt an insane rage boil up inside him. Once again he stuck with his relatives.
'It's for your own good' he said 'You'll be protected' he said. He snorted and his lip curled up into a sneer even Professor Snape could be proud if. 'Sure' he thought 'protected from Mouldy-Voldie, but will I be protected from myself?'
'STOP' his mind screamed at him 'Sirius is gone and all I need to think about is revenge.' If it were possible his lip seemed to curl up even more as the thoughts of his vengeance raced through his head. He counted off the people.
'Revenge on Voldie, Lestrange, Pettigrew, Dumbly. Revenge on the all. The whole wizarding world. If it weren't for them Sirius and his parents would still be alive. They would regret bringing him into their world. Sure he'll be their weapon against Voldie, but once he was gone they would be next.
"Boy, get in the damned car!" Vernon brought him out of his musing. Harry looked up at him and smirked.
'You're gonna get it too muggle' he thought. Harry's smirk seemed to further enrage Vernon, and then Harry laughed out loud as Vernon's face turned an ugly shade of red. Suddenly Harry's smirk disappeared to be replaced with a frown. He whipped out his wand and jabbed it into Vernon's fat gut.
"Things are gonna change from now on fat man." Vernon gulped and took a step back. He could the rage in the boy's eyes and he could literally feel power emanating from inside the boy.
"From now on what I say goes. Got me?" Vernon seemed to consider his options, then he plucked up the small amount of courage he had.
"I.if.you.. if you use that" he stammered, "you'll be expelled." He seemed to be relieved now that he had said it out loud. Harry looked straight into his eyes and smirked again.
"Not anymore." Harry laughed inwardly at what that fool Dumbly had done. Harry was very cunning. 'It's all here in your head,' the hat had said. 'You could be great.' Well Harry damn well would be now. "You see Vernon, I can call you Vernon right? They can't expel me because they need me. With old Mouldyworts out and about there's no choice in the matter. I'm the only one in the world who can possibly defeat him. If I don't stop him he'll take over the world. Not just us freaks but you normal people too."
Vernon gaped openly at Harry, which amused him to no end. "So you see, I've pretty much been given free reign. The only downside is that it's kill or be killed," He took on an ominous look and recited part of the prophecy "and either shall die at the hand the other for neither shall live while the other survives." Vernon, Petunia and Dudley were completely stunned at Harry's speech. "Yo.y.you.you're.no.you're lying." "Try me and find out."
The Dursleys were speechless now, barely able to blink. "Look I'm not going to treat you the way you treated me for the last fifteen years. But I will need you to do some things for me. If I'm going to save the world, both yours and mine, I'm going to need some preparation and you're going to help me with that."
Vernon gulped, still shocked, and then nodded his head. "Good," Harry said, pleased with Vernon's compliance "now let's go home." They all piled into the car and drove off. They got home and Harry unpacked his things. He went through the books he had taken from the Room of Requirement. They were:
-Muggle Self Defence by Bruce Lee
-Muggle Martial Arts by Jet Li
-The Art of Dueling by Ima Wina
-1500 Useful Curses, Jinxes and Hexes for Dueling by Ahma Kursa
-Hiding in Plain Sight: The Book of Camouflage by Kent C. Mee
-Becoming an Animagus by Annie Mal
-Wandless Magic: Can You Do It? By Yous Ya Ands
-Raw Magic and Power Expulsion by V. Jeeta
-The Dark Arts: An In-Depth Guide to the Dark Side by H. G. Grindelwald
-Weapons Fighting: The Armed Combat Guide by Sticsan Soreds
Harry set them out on his desk, not sure which to go through first. He let Hedwig out of her cage and opened the window. She hooted thankfully and flew around the room a few times. Harry smiled at her excitement. "Go on girl, get some exercise." Harry watched as she flew out the window and off to find some mice. Harry wandered downstairs and found Vernon sitting in front of the television reading the newspaper. "I want you to take me to London now. I need some new clothes." Vernon could only nod at his nephew commands. He got up and fetched his keys, and then they went outside, got in the car then drove off. Harry told him to stop at the Leaky Cauldron. They got out and went into Diagon Alley. Vernon was a little apprehensive at first but then was overcome by awe and wonderment at the strange people, customs and things. Although he tried to mask his emotions Harry had noticed them easily.
'Who would've guessed it' he thought 'Vernon looks almost excited.' They came up to the doors of Gringotts where Harry stopped and turned to Vernon. "Um Uncle Vernon," he started "the. uh. creatures that run this place won't hurt you alright. It's completely safe."
Vernon's eyes widened when Harry said 'creatures' but he still nodded and followed Harry inside. Vernon let out a gasp as he saw the 'creatures' and tried to hide behind Harry. "Don't worry," Harry smirked "I'll protect you."
Vernon glared at the boy and stood up fully. They made their way over to the counter and moved towards the first available Goblin.
"Yes" it sneered. Harry looked at it for a second. Then pulled his face into a Slytherin sneer and glare.
"I would like to be taken to my vault." His voice was silky smooth, yet forceful and the Goblin snapped to attention immediately.
"Yes sir, if I may have your key please then we can go down." Harry delved into his pocket and produced his key. The goblin took one look at the key then gazed up at Harry's forehead. His scar was just visible under his fringe. The Goblin's eyes widened in shock and he could barely stammer out his next sentence. "Rrr.r.right.right this.uh.um.right this way Mr Potter."
Instead of going over to the carts, the Goblin led Harry and his Uncle Vernon up a flight of stairs to a huge doorway. The knocked on the huge wooden doors and they opened.
"Go right in Mr Potter," it said, "he is expecting you. Mr Dursley, you sit here and wait."
Harry watched as his Uncle Vernon was shocked by the Goblin's knowledge of his name, but he still sat. Harry walked into the room and the doors closed. He masked his surprise masterfully and continued to the front of the room. He arrived at a desk that had a very ancient looking Goblin sitting at it. The Goblin looked up at him and smiled.
"Ahh Mr Potter, please have a seat." Harry eyed the Goblin carefully before taking a seat. "No doubt you are wondering why you are here." The Goblin started. "That had crossed my mind."
"Let me explain." The Goblin coughed loudly a few times then continued. "We have received word of your godfather's death." Harry's eyes shot open at this "According to Mr Sirius Black's last will and testament you are the single beneficiary."
Harry gasped at this. He was inheriting everything Sirius had? But what could he have, he was in Azkaban for twelve years.
"Now Mr Potter the Black family was one of the most well off wizarding families in the world. You have inherited both of their Gringotts vaults, plus the house at number twelve Grimmauld place and everything inside the house including one houseelf by the name of Kreacher. The contents of the two vaults have been moved into your original vault. Mr Potter your combined wealth is now somewhere in the range of fifty billion galleons."
Harry's jaw dropped. He wasn't sure how much that was by wizarding standards but if he had it exchanged to pounds he would have a hell of a lot of money. "Mr Potter this now makes you the richest man in the world, both wizarding and muggle. As you are now our most major benefactor we at the Gringotts Wizarding Bank hope you will continue your services with us." Harry studied the Goblin a bit before he answered. "Of course Mr." Harry fished for a name.
"Oh excuse my manners, I am Mr Gideon Gringotts at your service."
"Yes Mr Gringotts I will continue my services with your fine bank."
Mr Gringotts clapped his hands and smiled. "Excellent, excellent. Now Mr Potter, the deed and keys to the house on Grimmauld place are in the chest in your vault along those of Potter manor," Harry's eyebrows rose at this, "the house itself is empty besides for your houseelf. Several guests had to be expelled and will no doubt need your permission before they can re- enter." At this the Goblin looked at Harry questioningly.
"Do they know who has inherited the house and everything?" Harry asked. "No Mr Potter. The will of Mr Black has been kept very confidential due to his standing in wizarding society." Harry nodded at this.
"Mr Gringotts, this.Potter Manor, I have never heard of it before. Where is it?" The Goblin's eyebrows rose a bit then he frowned. "The whereabouts of the manor itself are unknown Mr Potter. We had expected Mr Albus Dumbledore to explain to you all the intricacies of your first inheritance. As he is your magical guardian he has knows of all that happens with your private Potter fortune. There should some sort of information of the whereabouts of the manor that is with the deed in your vault. I cannot understand why Mr Dumbledore would choose to withhold this information from you." Harry was fuming. 'Trust that bastard to try pull something like this.' "Mr Gringotts is there any way of stopping Dumbledore from knowing everything that happens with my fortune." Gringotts stared intently at Harry for a few seconds. "Of course Mr Potter. Usually we send a monthly statement to Dumbledore, but this can be discontinued and sent to you instead, if you like." The Goblin smirked at Harry. Harry returned it.
"That would be excellent." "Now Mr Potter, is there anything else you I can assist you with?" "I just wanted to go down to my vault and make a withdrawal and exchange to muggle"
"Ah yes, now Mr Potter we have a new instrument that we are only giving out to our most valuable customers." The Goblin opened his draw and pulled out a small plastic card. He rubbed a certain way a few times, and then wrote on it with his quill. He offered to Harry, who suddenly realised what it was.
"This is a replica of a muggle credit card. You may use this for any of your purchases. The charge comes straight out of your vault. This card can be used in all wizarding and muggle stores." This surprised Harry, then he looked up at the Goblin and gave a small smile then stood.
"Thank you very much Mr Gringotts. If there is anything at all you need of me I will be glad to help you in any way I can."
Mr Gringotts stood and shook Harry's hand. "Thank you, I just may take you up on that. Until next time Mr Potter." Harry nodded then walked towards the door, which opened him to allow him out. Vernon stood up as Harry approached. Harry thought he looked rather angry about something.
"Boy this is a bank," he growled "You have money. You've been holding out us!" Harry smirked at his Uncle. '.richest man in the world.' the words echoed through his mind. Money = Manipulation. Getting my own way.
"You know, Uncle Vernon," Harry began, smiling "you're absolutely right. I'm so sorry. Let me make it up to you. You want a car?"
Vernon frowned. "What are you talking about boy?"
"I want to repay you. What sort of car do you want? Anything, really." Vernon looked at Harry suspiciously.
"Are you serious boy?"
Harry laughed and led his Uncle Vernon out into the sunlight. "Of course, anything for the Uncle of the richest person in the world."
.................................... A/N Like it tell me or don't, don't like it then don't read it.